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Saturday, July 21, 2012

I “need” this “gig” like I need a hole in my head

It’s certainly no good for my blood pressure, and I don’t
have health insurance

An open letter to “Peyton Storm”

By Linda Felaco

Regular readers may have noticed that I stopped writing for
Progressive Charlestown back in April due to time constraints. I felt guilty
about leaving Will and Tom in the lurch, but much to my surprise, I found that
once I stopped writing, I didn’t miss it at all. I was able to get out of the
house instead of being chained to my computer watching interminable Town
Council and Planning Commission meetings. My vocal chords were no longer raspy
from screaming at the many exasperating, infuriating, and downright ridiculous
things going on at said meetings. The air smelled sweeter, the sun shone
brighter, food tasted better. Every time I thought to myself, I really should
try to write something for the blog, my next thought was Ugh, do I have to?

So it was rather a surprise, after having written all of one
item on Progressive Charlestown in the past three months, to find myself mentioned
by name in the CCA blog. The piece, oddly titled “Time
for the Democratic Candidates to Be Their Own People” (I know all of them,
and they’re all very much their own people; we don’t make our candidates take pledges), was actually addressed to Suzanne Ferrio, and it reminded me of
nothing so much as someone trying to “deprogram” a cult member. I can easily
imagine friends and family of Katie Holmes having written similar screeds to
her to try to get her to detach Tom Cruise from the Scientologists. Except the
piece was published under the pseudonym “Peyton Storm”* (an awesomeporn star name, btw), so
the personal tone taken with Suzanne came off as rather creepy.

And then it was just bizarre to be informed by someone I’ve
never met, writing a under pseudonym, that I “need this gig” and that I “lurk
waiting to strike at virtually every comment.” Commenting and creating a dialog
with readers is of course what makes a blog a blog, and in fact commenting is
how I got sucked into writing for Progressive Charlestown in the first place.
Ironically, because the blog was still fairly new at the time, people were
commenting about the lack of
comments, so I figured I’d try to help out. Next thing I knew, Will and Tom
were inviting me to write something.

Sometimes I wish I’d said no.

How did Will put it? When he and Tom started the blog, he
didn’t intend to go so deep, but he got sucked in. Indeed, when asked, I had no
idea what I would even write about. My very first post was titled “What
I Love About Charlestown.” And everything I said then is still true. This
is a beautiful town and a wonderful place to live—as long as you can ignore the
way the town is run.

When I first moved here and started asking people about
local politics, they’d laugh and say it was not about parties but
personalities. This was before Progressive Charlestown was even an electron in
the silicon chip, mind you, so Big Bad Will Collette cannot be blamed for these
attitudes. And I have some bad news for those who persist in the fantasy that
Charlestown was an idyll of
civility until politics somehow took an ugly turn when Jim Mageau was
council president: It didn’t start with him either. Certainly the denial of property rights enshrined in the "Platner Principle" is not particularly neighborly, and it predates Mageau’s short 2-year rule by decades.
(And yes, I'm aware that it also predates the Reign of Ruth; that's exactly my point.) I can’t tell you how many times I’ve asked a longtime resident about the
origins of one of our bizarre,
intrusive, far-reaching, and petty ordinances only to be told, “Oh that’s
because X wanted to stop Y from doing Z.”

So “Peyton Storm,” whoever you are, you can continue
spinning your fairy-tale yarn about the princely CCA and us vicious nasty
Democrats to whoever will listen. I know who the real “skunks at the picnic” are,
and it ain’t Will Collette. So you can keep spraying Febreze on it till the
cows come home, but the shit in this town will still stink until someone who
doesn’t profit from the status quo cleans it up.

_______________

*Granted, it’s gotta be tough to invent a fake name but
still make it look like you’re from a particular town. It’s easy enough to find
out if anyone by that name pays any sort of property taxes in town. But you
don’t want your writing to be falsely attributed to one of your neighbors,
either. And I don’t think the CCA has a big constituency among the handful of
renters in town, though I could be wrong.

Thought for the day

You’d be forgiven if you hadn’t noticed. His verbal bombshells are louder than ever, but Donald J Trump is no longer president of the United States. By having no constructive response to any of the monumental crises now convulsing America, Trump has abdicated his office. He is not governing. He’s golfing, watching cable TV and tweeting…

In reality, Donald Trump doesn’t run the government of the United States. He doesn’t manage anything. He doesn’t organize anyone. He doesn’t administer or oversee or supervise. He doesn’t read memos. He hates meetings. He has no patience for briefings. His White House is in perpetual chaos.

Robert Reich

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